029. A Lonely Heart

I have a heart, 

which causes pain.

It keeps me alive,

and is the bane 

of my existence.

As I follow this heart,

I become a broken soldier

Never to reach happiness

Destined to never hold her

And it keeps me alive,

the hope, the faith in myself

While other times, I feel down

As if my slowly beating heart

Should remain upon a shelf

Collecting dust as I wait, 

waiting for the ideal moment

To tell you how I feel,

to express my inner pain

But that will never happen

For my days are numbered

I can only hope, that you, my love,

will always keep me in memory

And that you will always remember...

I have a lonely heart

I know I truly do

And I sincerely believe

That you may have one, too.